spendin they last on gas grass and hash and
 To all my ladies playin in bars free drinks
 and shit push it up push it up

 Chorus
 Keep on
 Ya don't stop   if ya don't stop maybe ya won't stop
 If ya won't stop maybe ya can't stop
 So keep on  keep on an on ya keep on
 Ya don't stop   if ya don't stop maybe ya won't stop
 If ya won't stop than ya can't stop
 So keep on, keep on an on

 Verse 1
 Rebellious, I feelin' this city slicker
 Real nigga hit ya district with the impact of a twista
 Now clear the zone, rhyme down the phone lines and toss motor homes
 My poems will die next to dinosaur bones
 Perform by the elders before the kings thrown
 This style has no origin or birth date
 And scientists research can not calculate
 The great mind thru space and time
 Vibratin' thru the bass lines that stun man kind
 Reclined in the leather seat the cassette blasts
 Vocals that smash out the bullet proof glass
 Rippin thru your 15's like wolverines
 Sick with the lyric there be no vacine
 You attach with the tractor beam, rap fiend
 And all heads who feel it lik off a magazine

 Chorus

 Verse 1
 We trip the light, ride to the rhythm's of the night
 Skin tight honeys show me love at first sight
 Work light krazy legs nonstop body drop
 My hip hop drop you to your knees in shock
 Watch for the spot rushers, slang hustler
 Black lust the slang solute, drill instructer
 Yes yes ya'll I heard the 'S.O.S.' call
 INS to the rescue about to bless ya'll
 Got 'em brawlin' in the mess hall and the dance hall
 They ants ya'll and I remain to stand tall
 Can't fall ?gunnin' a store? like Michael Jackson off the wall
 Singin' life ain't so bad at all
 When ya livin' it we all deserve the finer things
 Like foreign cars fancy clothes and diamond rings
 My exotic dances keep shakin ya thing
 To my niggas on the streets thats soon to be king

 Chorus

 Verse 3
 Keep on keep on an on
 Last call for alcohol bartender two kahlua's an milk
 with crushed ice inthe blender
 What up love?
 Lets tally off the dance floor
 before ya man come lookin' for points he can't score
 More than you bargained for ,deserve an encore
 Putt 'em down ,you put 'em up till ya sore
 Motion picture thoughts project in wide screens
 Raced off the lime green duckin' high beams
 Switch swords, make ya ?feddy? Out the bill boards
 Rap pro, throwin' up bombs like Jeff Joard
 Catch me next tour feel free to explore
 Don't sweat me at the door like we met before
 Tryin' to take pride I'm inside where the chicks hide
 Quick slide move, we lootin' the spy...
 Quick slide move, we lootin' the spy

 Chorus